Twisty Tales Staging – Little Rooms. Trap Doors.

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I Don’t Want to Go There

“Mom, did Jeffrey Dahmer become a born-again Christian before he died?” asked Jonny. “He said he did,” his mother answered. “So he went to heaven?” “If he became a believer, then yes, I guess he did.” “Did the people he murdered go to heaven too?” “I suppose those who were…

Tell Me All the Ways

My stomach growls as the baseball game ends on TV. Damned Yankees lost again. “Aida, can you bring me some milk and cookies, please?” “Coming right up,” she says. A few moments later, she comes into the living room with…

Wickedly v. the State

Bailiff Henry: “All rise. The court of Adverbial Malfeasance is in session.” Judge Zelda Sol walks through the chamber door and sits in the oversized leather chair behind the bench. Judge Zelda: “Good morning, everyone. Public Defender Miles Mercer, you…

By Your Sad

I lost Puddles today. No, not lost as in she can be found. Lost. Forever. I sit on the bench under the ancient oak tree in our yard. “Have you ever lost someone?” I whisper to the tree. Branches sway,…

Family Breakfast

Every morning for the last five years I’ve toasted two slices of bread for breakfast. I toast it dark brown, slightly burnt, and super crispy. A pat of butter, a squeeze of honey, and I’m good to go. Until yesterday.…

Over Easy

I sat in the padded seat as customers came through the door of the little cafe. Breakfast rush. It’s filling up fast. She sat down. “Mornin’ Frankie,” said Bobby, as he flipped pancakes and turned hash browns on the grill.…

The Rocks Like a Baby in the Cradle

Nearly 10 o’clock. Jimmy Jones stared at his 5th grade homework assignment. “Write a very short story of 100-300 words, using the title prompt: It Rocks Like a Baby in the Cradle. Oh crap, why did I wait so late…

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